November 10th 2005 1:10 pm
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He had it coming. It's obvious that Little Idiot is feeling better. He won't keep his filthy little paws off me. I finally snapped after he gave me his eye infection and wouldn't let me rest.
With the help of Drool Beast, I shoved Max in the kitty carrier and locked him up in the closet. Oh, Crazy almost sent out a search-and-rescue team when she couldn't find him after work. Naturally, Max the Motor Mouth told her exactly what had transpired in her absence. I still think it was worth an afternoon of peace and quiet. Tattletail. My new motto: You mess with the bull, you get the horns. (Yes, I'm the bull in this metaphor.)